reyna man, sumasablay din. :)

People have been talking about it for days. They placed their bets on who's getting who in the Pacquiao-Morales Grand Finale. I, personally, am rooting for Pacman. Not because I like him or what- it's just all about being Pinoy.

Following the news, I've sensed that Manny will win the thing. C'mon. El Terrible doesn't look his best anymore. Too thin, too weak-looking, too I-am-so-tired-from-training aura in his eyes. It seems like whoever's coaching him is giving him such a hard time, putting him up for training that might not be necessary for the fight. What a pity. But he's still so muy bunito. Haha.

And the moment of truth came. I was asleep. HAHA. My brother channel-surfed his way to the actual live feed which was on Solar All-Access. The ones being shown on ABS-CBN and Solar Sports were eons behind. He bursted out of his room, waking me up, and half-yelled "Ya gana si Manny. Hasta ika-tres round lang si Morales." (Nanalo si Manny. Hanggang ikatlong round lang si Morales.) He was going about the living room, switching our TV on so we could watch the live feed, too. And yes, there was Pacman being interviewed by some sportscaster. The glory in his eyes, man. Priceless.

Where was Erik? Oh, there. He looked so sad. And so cute. And so sad. =(

After the whole thing seeped into me, I realized how many more endorsements will Manny be handling. Gad.

Sigh. Hand me my blindfold and earplugs, please.

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Sweet Note:

Yey! It's Sunday! That means he'll be coming home hours from now. Hurrah! ^__^